He Hideth My Soul

1. I love the hymn, "A Wonderful Savior,"  by Fanny Crosby. 
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3. The imagery of being hid in the cleft of the rock, covered by the Lord's hand is such a touching picture.  Fanny doesn't leave it at that, though, she adds that from that rock we look out upon "rivers of pleasure."

1. Fanny Crosby's imagery is for the Christian, a moment-by-moment reality.

"For in Him we live, and move, and have our being;" (Acts 17:28.)

I cannot begin to suggest that I understand this, but I do find it a wonderful source of comfort and encouragement.  Whatever situation we face, wherever our path with the Lord takes us, whatever pain or sorrow we bear, we are in this moment in God.  In fact, the Scriptures say our life is "hid with Christ in God."

So not only are we "in God" but we are hidden there "with Christ."  I can think of no other safer, more blessed place to be than "with Christ in God."

Whatever faces us in this moment, let us remember, let us affirm, let us hold fast to this truth, that we are "with Christ" and "in God."

1. A Wonderful Savior
2. by Fanny Crosby
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4. A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord,
   A wonderful Savior to me;
   He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock,
   Where rivers of pleasure I see.
   • He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock,
     That shadows a dry, thirsty land;
     He hideth my life in the depths of His love,
     And covers me there with His hand,
     And covers me there with His hand.
5. A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord,
   He taketh my burden away,
   He holdeth me up and I shall not be moved,
   He giveth me strength as my day.
6. • He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock,
     That shadows a dry, thirsty land;
     He hideth my life in the depths of His love,
     And covers me there with His hand,
     And covers me there with His hand.
7. With numberless blessings each moment He crowns,
   And filled with His fullness divine,
   I sing in my rapture, oh, glory to God!
   For such a Redeemer as mine.
8. • He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock,
     That shadows a dry, thirsty land;
     He hideth my life in the depths of His love,
     And covers me there with His hand,
     And covers me there with His hand.
9. When clothed with His brightness transported I rise
   To meet Him in clouds of the sky,
   His perfect salvation, His wonderful love,
   I’ll shout with the millions on high.
10. • He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock,
      That shadows a dry, thirsty land;
      He hideth my life in the depths of His love,
      And covers me there with His hand,
      And covers me there with His hand.